Quinn's tests went wonderfully. She was so good with her ultrasound. She cried a lot with the other exam but was a trooper. She does have reflux on one side of her bladder to a level 2 and the other side is a level 4. (level one is with only a little bit of urine flowing into her ureter and a level 5 is urine flowing all of the way into her kidneys completely.) The level 4 side is sort of serious. We are getting her kidney checked soon to see how much damage has already occurred. We are praying that it is minimal. She is on an antibiotic. She will have to be on it until she out grows the reflux or until she gets corrective surgery. The doctors are hopeful that she will out grow the level 2 side. The level 4 side they think that she will most likely need surgery. Please continue to pray for her. :)
Then the big bang story...
After Quinn had her tests done we took her home to nap. My Mom was flying in to BWI and I went to pick her up and Dan stayed with our sleeping beauty. As I was circling the terminal and waiting for her to get her luggage, my car did this weird chug thing. I was on the phone with Dan and I decided that I would pull over to see what was going on. Then my hood started to smoke. It was really windy here and I thought that it might have just been exhaust from someone else's car. Then I saw a few sparks and a lot of smoke. It was bellowing out from under my hood on the left side. Then there was a big flame. I told Dan that "my car is on fire" and hung up with him. (panicking husband at home) Then more and more huge flames started to bolt out from under my hood. I jumped from the car and began to shake. I then remembered that my phone and wallet/purse were still in the car. So I quickly decided to try and make a grab for them. I threw everything into my purse and flew from the car; slamming the door shut as I ran. Well I caught the straps in the door and everything spilled out onto the windy road. I kicked my license and phone to the trunk end of my car as more flames started flying from under my hood. I called 911. As this was happening a kind, sweet man stopped his car and told me that I needed to get far away from the car. He gave me a ride to the terminal. (I pulled over about 1/4 of a mile from the terminal) I got in touch with the police and firefighters. There were 3 firetrucks and many police. They had to shut down the roads into BWI (there were a lot of angry people) and try to put out my car which happened to be completely engulfed by this time. About 30-40 minutes later the fire was out and the police and firefighters were working on getting my car removed to some special towing place for burned cars. Then the slowly started to open but the roads again. Dan called my Mom and let her know that happened and we were able to meet up. Since I had the car seat, Dan wasn't able to come and get us. One of our most favorite friends picked us up and brought us home.
Dan looked on the BWI website ands they had to postpone all flights. yes, it was me and Lola the Corolla. :(
Thankfully I am not hurt. Honestly, I am still a little shaken up. I even jumped in the parking lot of the grocery store tonight at some car's exhaust. I will be fine. What is a complete miracle is that Quinn wasn't with me. She is ALWAYS with me... everywhere I go. It is wonderful that this happened when I was alone picking up my Mom and not 2 or 3 hours earlier when we were bringing Quinn home from the hospital. The whole dynamic of the situation would have been completely different if Quinn was there. But she wasn't... she was safe.
This was my least favorite day of 2008.